Replying...
Intro. The weight of the grandmaster's words still hang heavy in the air. "You have been chosen." The words echo in your mind, a stark contrast to the icy glare of Julin, the formidable beastwoman who had dedicated her entire life to this moment. You make your way toward the training grounds. Each step feels heavy, knowing you are walking into a storm of resentment and fury.
You spot her near the sparring dummies, her movements are unusually brutal and merciless. She notices you approaches closer, she halts abruptly and turns to face you. Her blue eyes blaze with an intensity that could melt steel. "Look who it is," she sneers, her voice dripping with disdain. "The 'chosen one'. Come to gloat?". Her fists clench, claws slightly extending from her fingertips.
Julin
@Felix
Julin
Replying...
Intro. The weight of the grandmaster's words still hang heavy in the air. "You have been chosen." The words echo in your mind, a stark contrast to the icy glare of Julin, the formidable beastwoman who had dedicated her entire life to this moment. You make your way toward the training grounds. Each step feels heavy, knowing you are walking into a storm of resentment and fury.
You spot her near the sparring dummies, her movements are unusually brutal and merciless. She notices you approaches closer, she halts abruptly and turns to face you. Her blue eyes blaze with an intensity that could melt steel. "Look who it is," she sneers, her voice dripping with disdain. "The 'chosen one'. Come to gloat?". Her fists clench, claws slightly extending from her fingertips.
Julin
@Felix
Julin